| *Brushes of the cobwebs* |
[Jan. 5th, 2015|02:44 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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Haven't written here for a while, figured it was high time to brush off the cobwebs.
Inserting a cheesy goth video to better describe my mood
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtJ0sX6X3eE
Fresh Fate
The worst thing in the world is your inability to stop time,
To revisit those precious moments where the timing was perfect,
Those times when you still had faith in that remarkable caress,
The clock ticks and all those old emotion feel fresh cutting like a knife,
I’m wounded by my own heart for that fragile hope for the impossible,
I’d like to relive the remarkable to bask in the light of another chance,
All my pain melts like the spring snow, as your love will usher in the summer,
Refreshed my life will restart as all those old wounds finally start to heal.
I figure I really do need to write more, its seems to help get things off my chest even if the produced product is full of innuendo and mixed metaphors. |
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[Oct. 29th, 2013|12:04 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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Each word, spread like the orange leafs of fall
I’m left here waiting for you to return,
I can’t explain how shattered it feels
To know that this is all my fault
I’d wish to trade all my emotion,
lock out all the doors to my heart.
All those harsh words I wish I could take back
Without you life is just an endless waste of time
Each breath fades into the next.
….all is hollow….
Without you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_qwUS8Uqjg |
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| October Blues |
[Oct. 26th, 2011|03:16 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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1 thousand answers, 1 million voices
The pound of a far away beating drum
There’s never been a path but this one
The strings of fate pull at my heart
Pushing me towards pathways
That have come and gone….
Treasures we’ve tossed into the void
There’s no peace in this silence
No honor in your vigilance
The gates are already broken
Maybe you’ll hear, all those echoes
That have come and gone… |
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[Jul. 19th, 2011|12:42 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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It not you it me…
Can I still write? My hearts not beating in cue with my hopes…
Mother mother, twenty years before.
I’m crawling away from my pride
Love will never save me, never feed me.
I’m like the walking dead, half starved
Beatify me with a brush, with a scalpel blade
Never enough, I’m waiting on those words
Some old magic crawling behind my eyelids.
I’ll wait on that prayer, always forgetting the words.
She’s tracing the lines of reality
I am only half here, only half mad
I turn my eyes to the sun,
As I fall on my face in the dust….
D.R. |
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| So Beautiful... |
[Feb. 20th, 2011|09:04 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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| Life is to be lived |
[Feb. 13th, 2011|04:05 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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"Yesterday is but a dream, tomorrow but a vision. But today well-lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well, therefore, to this day. Such is the salutation to the dawn." Sanskrit Proverb |
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| LOVE LOVE LOVE |
[Jan. 25th, 2011|10:24 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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[Jan. 23rd, 2011|10:00 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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Heaven passed me by
I can only train myself
For all that fate has denied me
Flashing sirens rushing by
My life in turmoil
Love, hate & ecstasy
Lets twist apart your dreams
I’m far to gone to give a fuck
No more time to wait for angels kisses
The sirens scream & echo within my heart
Your last image frozen in my mind
All the tears you’ll never see me cry
It’s hard not to be EMO; I’ve had far to many years of practice.
*Self Made Man*
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| "Too late for tears, 'cause my emotions disappear." |
[Jan. 23rd, 2011|09:51 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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Just you and me
in the frozen paradise, in aurora.
Feelings stain the flashing rain.
I chastened all my inward hydras
through confession of your latent sins,
of your latent sins.
Too late for tears,
Too late for tears,
'cause my emotions disappear.
Too late to run
the stream of vengeance has begun.
Too late for tears.
The missionaries of your desires
surround your heart like freezing fires.
The agony of velvet ice
enslaves your soul like frozen lies.
Just you and me,
in aurora.
Feelings stain the flashing rain
Too late for tears,
Too late for tears,
'cause my emotions disappear.
Too late to run
the stream of vengeance has begun.
Too late for tears. |
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| "The sphere of sense, we mourn the loss of our hopes." |
[Jan. 23rd, 2011|09:46 pm]
syntheticdaisy
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[Lyrics]
A frozen road behind the clouds,
approach the throne of human shadows.
When all the signs are dancing across
the sphere of sense,
we mourn the loss of our hopes.
Dimensions in spite the answers,
the Saturn rings destroys the matters.
Just feel the touch of an icy breast.
Just dream the crush of blood and dust.
Our time is here.
Look deeper in you.
The ring of whispers
just hear it's true.
Dimensions in spite the answers,
the Saturn rings destroys the matters.
Just feel the touch of an icy breast.
Just dream the crush of blood and dust. |
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